*It was an unnaturally hot day as the pups were laying on the ground, extremely heated and panting.*


Balloona X: So... hot...


Skye: Big... time...


Chase: When's it... supposed... to cool... down?


Formula: Not till tonight, but it's worse for dark furred canines like myself, Loony, Zuma, and even you Chase. *The lab walked out having an odd umbrella hat with a fan on it and a wet bandana on.*


Balloona X: If this keeps up today, we'll be too weak for any rescues today


Rubble: And we went through all the icy treats to cool down... what do we do?


Formula: Well, I've got my stuff here working fine, but I'm sure Marshall can think of something. For now, I've got a little experiment to try out with this heat.


Balloona X: What "little experiment"?


Formula: Well, why not I get you set up with some cooldown equipment and I'll show you, my big collie?


Balloona X: Better be worth it, Formy


Formula: It will be. *He led her down to the garage as Marshall and Ryder met up with the rest of the pups.*


Ryder: Still feeling too hot?


Pups: Yes...


Marshall: Don't worry, we got you all something to cool you guys off abit


Zuma: What may that be?


Ryder: We got some pup-sicles


Pups: Yay! *they all tried to rush but came at a slow pace to Ryder as he brought the box to them*


Marshall: Figured you guys needed a few more anyway, after all.


Rocky: You have no idea


Ryder: I could imagine.


Balloona X: Someone say pup-sicles? *She appeared pretty quickly with the same getup as Formula had on.*


Ryder: What's with that?


Formula: That would be from me. Besides, darker colors absorb heat a lot faster. Plus, since Balloona X is a bigger pup than us, it's possible for the heat absorption to be be doubled.


Balloona X: I mean... fair point, but what experiment do you want to show?


Formula: Simple really, but I don't think those pup-sicles will last too long in this heat.


Chase: You say that why?


Formula: Well... *The icy treats that were out began melting in the heat.* That's why.


Chase: Oh


Balloona X: So then show them, Formy


Formula: Sure thing, but first... why not a proper way to cool down?


Marshall: Be glad I had a backup plan! Anyone care for a bit of a swim in the pool?


Pups: We do!


Rocky: Well... if it wasn't so... wet, that is.


Marshall: We know that you need to cool off too


Zuma: Yeah dude, unless you want to use that OM thing?


Rocky: Wouldn't fit.


Marshall: So you'll join in?


Rocky: I don't know...


Ryder: You don't have to Rocky, I'm sure there's another way for you to cool off.


Balloona X: You have a way for him, right Formy?


Formula: Hmmm... I believe so...


Rocky: Anything to keep dry and cool *A clock wipe transition showed Rocky to be in some kind of green suit similar to his that looked about Balloona's size as he was actually shivering a bit. between shivers* Th-Th-This is c-c-cold...


Ryder: Where'd you have time to make this, Formula?


Formula: It's a prototype for an OM for an airbag for a pup... sadly, I can't adjust the temperature too much without it feeling like being outside again.


Balloona X: Well, at least we can enjoy the pool for a bit.


Formula: You can, I'm going to finish up the experiment.


Balloona X: Hurry back Formy


Formula: I'll do it nearby, be glad I have good lighting. *He set up a pile of twigs, having an odd piece of glass nearby.*


Rubble: That's your big experiment?


Formula: Yes. When the sun is this hot and out this much with a glass like this, watch... *He aimed it in the sunlight as a beam of light focused on the twigs, causing them to smoke before being lit on fire.* Something as clean and focused as this glass can act as a magnifier, amplifying the heat of the sun into a beam that could heat water, burn wood, or melt stuff.


Balloona X: Yikes


Formula: Mmhm, be glad this was a controlled fire though...


Marshall: Fire?! I'm on it!


Formula: Marshall, no wait!


Marshall: *bark* Water cannon *His water cannon formed from his pack.*


Formula: Hold it! *the cannons spray water all over the twigs and the other materials leaving a soaked Formula*


Marshall: Oops, sorry about that.


Formula: I should never say "fire" like that again... *He spit out a bit of water as the other pups laughed. a transition of the usual emblem showed Cap'n Turbot and Francois carrying a large circular lens*


Cap'n Turbot: Careful cuz, this lens is clear and crackless. So let's keep it that way


Francois: *French accent* Don't worry, I got this


Cap'n Turbot: I'm just glad I was able to find this new lens for my lighthouse.


Francois: *French accent* We should get zis back then very quickly!


Cap'n Turbot: Of course. *they then arrive at his truck and trailer with a wooden hold* Let's get this lens loaded and make sure it's steadily secure.


Francois: *French accent* Of course. This could almost be a jewel to your lighthouse in some way!


Cap'n Turbot: I guess so. *they placed the lens on the wooden hold and made sure it was locked in place before they got in the truck*


Francois: *French accent* Now let's get it to the island.


Cap'n Turbot: Not so fast, Francois. To prevent this precious piece of glass from becoming billions of bits of shattered specks, we'll be set to go slow. *Cap'n Turbot then drives off at a decent speed as the train at the station nearby left with a cargo of logs. The lens passed by a building as the sun beamed through it and was focused on the logs*


Francois: *French accent* Cousin, this is really slow...


Cap'n Turbot: And efficient. Need to make sure the careful cargo doesn't crack


Francois: *French accent* I know, I know *along the way, the conductor smelled something off and looked back and was shocked*


Conductor: Oh no! The logs ended up getting lit on fire! *before he could react, the focused beam hit the brake lever as it bent down a bit. He then tried to pull the brakes but they were stuck in place* And now the brakes won't start working? This is not good at all! I need the Paw Patrol *the Turbots continued their path away from the train and into Adventure Bay*


Cap’n Turbot: Nothing like a slow and steady sightseeing scenic drive, huh?


Francois: *French accent* I guess… but isn’t the road getting worked on near the docks?


Cap'n Turbot: I think so?


Francois: *French accent* Yeah. I think we might need to take ze long way.


Cap’n Turbot: Better safe than sorry as the saying goes.


Francois: *French accent* Well that's a weird way to say it... *Cap'n Turbot turned the corner as the sun was focused through the lens and hit more objects and heating them drastically*


Goodway: Oh my word! My glorious Chickaletta statue! I need to call the Paw Patrol! *Mayor Goodway pulled out her phone as a transition of Marshall's tag showed the pups in their pool with Marshall just finished filling it up*


Marshall: There we go pups!


Chase: Thanks Marshall. *The pups aside from Rocky and Formula enjoyed the water.*


Rubble: Now this is nice


Zuma: You said it, dude!


Skye: And with our abilities, we don’t need to bring out pooltoys or floaties now! *She inflates a small amount and floats to Chase to nuzzle*


Chase: Hehe, you are right there.


Skye: Hehehehe *Chase had his tail wag, playing with the cockapoo ball. As the pups enjoyed their time, Ryder's wrist com beep as he answered to see Mayor Goodway*


Ryder: Hi Mayor Goodway, how's it going?


Goodway: Not good I'm afraid. The Chikaletta statue got ruined. And it appears other disasters are happening around *Another call happened to come in from the conductor.*


Ryder: Oh, hi Engineer Ed. Something the matter?


Ed: Ryder, something weird happened. A set of logs on my train is starting to smolder and my brake lever melted to the point it won’t work now.


Ryder: Oh dear. These sound like seriously hot problems, we're gonna need fire pup power to handle this. No day is too hot, no pup is too small. *he tapped the bottom on his wrist com as the call ended and it lit up. The tags of the pups then beeped* Paw Patrol, it's time for an Ultimate Rescue!


Pups: Ryder needs us!


Skye: Chase, alittle help here


Chase: Sure thing. *He got under her, bumping her out of the water as she deflated back down. they all rushed to the elevator as Rocky and Formula were still inside and got in the way*


Rocky: *between shivers* Li-Li-Little help Fo-For-Formula?


Formula: Oh, right. *he went over to get Rocky out as they bumped to the pups and bowled over into the elevator*


Formula: Sorry guys


Marshall: On the bright side, us crashing into the suit helped make the elevator cooler.


All pups: Hehehehe *The door closed as the elevator went up to the usual emblem. With a wipe, the insignia changed to Marshall's tag as all eight were adorned in firefighting gear to arrive at the top. Once the door opened, all eight leapt out and lined up.*


Chase: Paw Patrol, ready for action, Ryder sir! *He looked around a brief moment.* Firefighter style!


Formula: But you think it's a good idea to wear these since they have black on them?


Ryder: I know the situation, but we have major problems around Adventure Bay, pups.


Marshall: By the outfits, it's fire related?


Ryder: Correct, Marshall. We are dealing with some major fire and heat related disasters. Engineer Ed's log cargo is smoking and his brakes seems to not work from the heat, the Chickeletta statue is ruined and other trouble seems to be brewing up.


Balloona X: I knew the heat was bad, but not this bad!


Formula: I'm sure there's a logical explanation to this. Heatwave or not, it doesn't feel natural...


Ryder: You're right Formula. But until we know the cause, we have to help them, so this is an Ultimate Fire Rescue


Balloona X: So we need to beat the heat before it beats us


Ryder: Exactly, and no pup is more suited for guiding you pups on this than our own firefighting dalmatian, Marshall.


Marshall: I'm Ultimately fired up!


Pups: We're on it!


Ryder: Alright! Paw Patrol is on a roll! *Ryder went to the pole and went down to the garage. Marshall then rushed to the slide as he slipped on and slid down. Once he passed the emblem on the Lookout, it shined just as he got in his Puphouse and it lowered into the basement. A top was attached to it before it connected to the base with the wheels attached on. The door selection rotated to one with Marshall's tag and the full back with a large ladder rolled out and connected with it. A base with a water cannon was made on back the truck as a fire hose was inserted into the left and a claw was inserted into the right. The platform then rose above as the Lookout rose to let the Ultimate Fire Truck roll out a bit. The rest of the pups leaped off the slide and got on a different place on the Ultimate Fire Truck. The garage door opened where Ryder got on a firefighter style ATV and the fire truck drove behind as they all drove to the emergencies*


Marshall: Hope you're ready pups, this is gonna get hot!


Formula: *panting* Yea, I can tell... *they rushed to the train as the logs were still burning and Ryder drove to the front to see Ed*


Ryder: Hang tight Ed, we'll have this fire out in no time!


Ed: Thanks Ryder, it's be more helpful for this


Ryder: Marshall, try to get the train to stop, quickly


Marshall: I'm on it *Marshall drove ahead to be side by side to the front of the train* Balloona X and Formula, we’re gonna need some big pups to slow down that train while we put out the logs.


Balloona X: You got it, Marshall. Think you can handle this, Formy?


Formula: *panting* I should…


Balloona X: Good. Come on! *Balloona pulled Formula along as they got on top of the fire truck and looked beside the train* Let's go!


Formula: Alright... *Both pups quickly inhaled and inflated to be at least twice the height of the train before bouncing ahead and in front of it*


Balloona X: Here it comes, Formy!


Formula: Hope this won't hurt badly...


Balloona X: It's a train Formy. And besides, you're not just a puploon... *She held his bionic paw.* You're my tough, adorable, brainy puploon!


Formula: *He blushed* Uh... right, Loony


Balloona X: There we go, now get ready!


Formula: Right! *The two held paws as the train collided with their bellies, pushing them back as they rolled slightly but slowed the train down.*


Marshall: You two alright?


Balloona X: Yeah!


Formula: Been better


Marshall: Alright then. Rocky, quickly put those burning logs out!


Rocky: On it. *he rushed out of the fire truck and to the logs as his pack extended a nozzle and sprayed water at the burning logs, extinguishing them* Fire's out!


Ed: Thank's a bunch Paw Patrol


Ryder: No problem, Ed. Formula can have your train working again in no time flat.


Ed: Who’s that? *He looked ahead, seeing the two huge pups.* And where’d these airbags come from?


Balloona X: Who you calling airbags? *they rolled to reveal their heads to Ed*


Ed: Whoa! Those are some big pups!


Formula: *panting* And really warm ones… I’ll get to work fixing, you guys go on ahead.


Ryder: If you're sure Formula then let's go pups


Formula: *panting* I’m… sure. *He deflated down as Balloona did as well, joining back up in the fire truck as it set off.* Ok… let’s get those brakes fixed. *Formula hopped into the car as the others drove off and arrived at city hall*


Goodway: Oh Ryder, thank goodness!


Ryder: Came as soon as we could.


Marshall: Rubble, I need you to arm the claw and place the statue back upright. Once done, Zuma, I need you to cool off the legs!


Rubble: Rubble on the Ultimate double! *he used the levers in his side to work the claw as it held the statue in place. Zuma then hopped out and rushed over as his pack extended a nozzle and sprayed at the statue, cooling it off.*


Zuma: There we go


Goodyway: My beautiful chicken statue looks as good as new! Thank you pups, Chickeletta would've been devastated to see her statue ruined!


Ryder: Anytime Mayor Goodway.


Goodway: I didn't realize this heatwave could do this much though!


Balloona X: Hmm...


Chase: Something up, Balloona?


Balloona X: Yeah... it's like Formula said, this isn't natural to be happening.


Ryder: But what else could cause this to happen?


Balloona X: I'm not sure, but he's a smart pup, he'll know if he looks enough... 


Chase: If this heat doesn't tire him out.


Skye: Or fixing up the roads a bit. It's a bit of a tarry mess ahead, pups.


Balloona X: But just in case, I better check on him *She jump on the side of the Ultimate Fire Truck and deploy a mini fire cart then drive off*


Ryder: Whoa! We better fix that up. Come on! *As the pups drove off, a transition with Formula's tag went back to the train as he finished up fixing the brakes, panting a lot more now.*


Ed: You feeling alright there? You're not looking so good


Formula: *panting* Just... hot... *He took his hat off, shaking his head to rest in the shade.* Just... need a... minute is all.


Balloona X: Formy?!


Formula: H-Huh? *He looked over, seeing the collie arrive in the cart.* Loony?


Balloona X: You don't look so good


Ed: I think he’s a bit overheated from all this.


Formula: I'm... I'm ok...


Balloona X: Formy… I know. Be glad I brought this though… *She pulled out his suit from earlier.* This’ll help you cool down!


Formula: Thanks, love *He slipped into it, turning the air on as his suit puffed up a bit with cooler air.*


Formula: Mmmm...


Balloona X: Feel better?


Formula: So much so


Balloona X: Good. She nuzzled him as he noticed something.


Formula: Hang on…


Balloona X: What is it?


Formula: Hang on. *He waddled over to the logs, noticing one particular spot darker than the rest.* This looks… hmm, Ed. You said the lever to your brakes melted?


Ed: Yea, why?


Formula: Can I see that lever again please?


Ed: Alright then *He found the lever and showed it to the labrahuahua as he squinted.*


Formula: Same thing. A darker and more focused dot… Loony, we need to meet up with the others, fast!


Balloona X: Why?


Formula: I think I know what might be the cause.


Balloona X: OK, let's go! *The two squeezed into the fire cart as Formula put his hat back on, driving off to find the team. a transition of Marshall's tag shows the team helping out some cars out of some melted asphalt from the street*


Marshall: Looking good pups! How're the bird baths looking as well?


Rocky: All cooled down and topped up again.


Marshall: Great! *Then he can see Balloona X with Formula driving back to the team* Looks like Balloona found her pup and cooled him down.


Formula: Guys, I think I know what's going on


Ryder: what is it, Formula?


Formula: Well, I have a hunch... tar and water, normal during a heatwave to kind of heat up like this. Wood and metal need an extreme amount of heat to burn, not from just direct heat like this.


Marshall: That's not good


Formula: To burn wood and melt metal that easily, you'd need an extremely focused beam of light...


Marshall: Like that experiment you did earlier!


Formula: Exactly, but... this has to be a much bigger magnifier to accomplish this kind of heat.


Ryder: Where could something like that be around here?


Formula: I... don't know yet. I'm sure our next clue will be given in time though. *While the pups gathered back into the Ultimate Fire Truck, the Turbots were going up the driveway near the Lookout.*


Cap'n Turbot: Isn't this drive just divine, cousin?


Francois: *French accent* Yes it is


Cap'n Turbot: Just a little more ways and we can get this wonderful lens up


Francois: *French accent* If only zis ride wasn’t so slow.


Cap'n Turbot: It's the most effective way to keep it safe


Francois: *French accent* Oh brother... *as they continue on the drive, the sun beams through the lens again and hits some trees. The leaves of them started smoking with some of them trunks starting to smolder from the heat. this got the attention of some of the citizens and the Paw Patrol smelling the air*


Chase: I smell smoke!


Marshall: Where there's smoke, there's fire!


Ryder: Seems our next spot has shown up, let's go. *they drove off to see the smoldering trees and hurried*


Marshall: I hope it's not something bad there


Formula: Those trees look like they just went up a matter of minutes ago.


Marshall: Hurry and put them out!


Formula: On it! *He shifted, but with his puffy suit, he struggled a bit.* Loony, little help please?


Balloona X: Of course *She pushed him along as the two got out, looking to put out the blazing trees.* There we go


Formula: Thanks. Now... time to put these fires out!


Balloona X: Right *They both barked to their packs.*


Both: Water hoses, turbo charged!


Marshall: Turbo charged?


Skye: Doesn't that only work with Balloona's regular pack?


Formula: Not quite


Rocky: She convince you to add it to yours?


Formula: Hehe... yeah *blushed a bit*


Balloona X: Hope you’re thirsty though.


Formula: I am!


Balloona X: Heh, good. *Their hoses plugged into their mouths as the water flowed with tons of power, quickly swelling both up.*


Marshall: Whoa! *They step back away from the swelling pups* Think that's enough you two?


Rocky: I think it is, but how do they control it like that? *they swelled for a bit more until the hoses were spat out eventually*


Balloona X: Alright… all set now… I’m amazed that suit held on you, Formy.


Formula: I made some modification on it


Balloona X: This new suit? Tell me after, for now… time to put these flames out!


Formula: Right *they then released the built up water in them at them trees and around to keep it drenched* Well that was weird…


Marshall: But you two stopped the latest fire!


Balloona X: We really need to find the source of this


Formula: Big time! *as they were lost in thought, a sun beam hit their surrounding area.*


Marshall: What the!?


Chase: What is that?! *they soon saw it was heating the street and around quickly*


Rubble: Oh boy, looks like our roadwork’s not done yet!


Marshall: Rubble, see if you can cool down the street with the mini fire cart


Rubble: Rubble on the double! *he got on the fire cart and quickly used the hose to cool off the road*


Marshall: Let's follow that sun beam and find out where it's coming from


Ryder: Lead the way Marshall! *the others got in the truck as Marshall drove to the beam*


Skye: So you think it’s like that experiment from earlier?


Formula: It has to be, but the only way to get a beam that big and hot is through a very large and clean magnifying lens. 


Balloona X: And as far as we know, we don’t have a “World’s Largest Magnifying Glass” in Adventure Bay.


Formula: No, but I think I might know what it could be


Chase: What exactly?


Formula: Well… an observatory telescope lens potentially, a large mirror, or even… *He looked a bit ahead.* Captain Turbot and Francois driving ahead of us?


Marshall: Wait, what?


Formula: Look *The team looked ahead, seeing the Turbots driving slowly.*


Ryder: Turbots, what are you 2 doing?


Francois: *French accent* Ah, bonjour Ryder and pups.


Marshall: There was a lot of fire and hot dangers all around Adventure Bay.


Formula: And we noticed the source may have come from here


Cap'n Turbot: What do you mean?


Francois: *French accent* We have nothing but zis lens for ze lighthouse, all shiny and clean!


Formula: Wait... *He grabbed a nearby piece of wood, holding it in front of the lens as it lit up like a torch.* Yipe! Found the cause!


Turbots: What?!


Balloona X: Hang on Formy! *barks* Water hose!


Formula: Loony, wait *She barked, spraying water out onto the branch and the lab as he was soaked again.*


Balloona X: Oops, hehehe. Sorry Formy


Formula: Twice in one day... *He spit out a bit of water as he dropped the soaked and charred wood piece.* But that explains why the fires started... the lighthouse lens is so clean, perfect, and large, it's acting like a large magnifying glass in the line of the sunlight.


Marshall: Speaking of... Skye, fire blanket over the lens if you don't mind so we have no more burns today.


Skye: On it. *she hurried over with a fire blanket over her back and draped it over the lens* Lens, covered!


Marshall: Great work Skye


Skye: That was the easiest part of the whole day.


Marshall: Next time if you travel with a lens like that, you need to cover it first before you do anything


Formula: Or have it set down in a safe way to avoid chipping, cracking, or breaking.


Cap'n Turbot: I suppose it is safer that way


Francois: *French accent* We do apologize for the trouble this has caused.


Marshall: Not a problem. Just try to be more careful


Cap’n Turbot: We will.


Formula: Alright then


Francois: *French accent* Well, we'll get this set up and be on our way. Thanks for warning us, Paw Patrol.


Ryder: Anytime you two *The two got back into their truck and drove off as Mayor Goodway arrived.*


Goodway: Ryder, did you found out where all these heat wave came from?


Ryder: Yes we did, thanks to Formula’s deduction and Marshall’s firefighting skills.


Goodway: Oh thank goodness


Formula: Just a case of a lens way too big, shiny, and clean in the sun.


Marshall: It was nothing really


Goodway: Thank you for stopping all the fire and heat problems, Paw Patrol


Ryder: You’re welcome. Whenever you have a very hot problem…


Marshall: Just yelp for help!


Goodway: Just glad this is all solved. *a transition of Marshall's tag showed the pups back at the pool enjoying their time off*


All pups: Ahhhh...


Balloona X: This feels nice after a hot rescue


Formula: Mmhm, though I need to ask something…


Balloona X: What?


Formula: Did you really need my suit to be extra, extra, extra puffy?


Balloona X: I thought it would be cute *She giggled, cuddling against Formula in his super inflated climate suit, looking like it was as big as three puphouses with his limbs poking out.* I'm putting your gear to the ultimate inflation test too while enjoying how cool and cozy it is from the outside. Mmmm...


Formula: *sighed* Hehehe fair enough


Balloona X: Begs the question though... *She casually looked at him with a grin.* How much can your clima-control suit handle?


Formula: Uh... L-Loony, not really a good time for that now.


Balloona X: And why is that?


Formula: Uhh...


Balloona X: Oh it'll be fine! *She set the dial as the suit swelled larger.* What could go wrong, Formy?


Formula: Really Loony, quit while you're ahead...


Balloona X: Aww come on, just relax. I just want to see it in action. *She push the start button*


Formula: Oh boy... *He wiggled his paws helplessly as his suit filled with more cool air.* Can't... shut this off...


Balloona X: Then just go with it


Formula: B-But...


Balloona X: Shhh... *She gently rubbed his sinking head.* You worked hard, you deserve to cool off.


Formula: BUT IT'S NOT STRETCHABLE ENOUGH!


Balloona X: Wait, what? *Her ears lowered and grin faded instantly as she tried to turn it off, but the off shorted out.* Uh oh... it's stuck on!


Skye: Oh dear... *it continues to inflate until it was getting very taut*


Formula: Oooh no... *His paws, tail, and head were fully pulled in and at the quarter of the size of the Lookout, all the pups took cover.*


Marshall: Look out! *soon enough the suit bursted with every bit of it going around the yard with all the cold air escaping to the area*


Chase: Whoa, that was loud!


Zuma: And chilly too.


Balloona X: Uh... *She looked up, seeing her pup freefall.* Hang on Formy, I got ya! *She inflated her body abit for her lab to landed on her*


Formula: Help! *He landed on her belly, sinking in before popping out.* Whoa, thanks Loony...


Balloona X: You're welcome


Formula: Great catch. *He slide down, nuzzling her head as he saw her sad look.* You alright?


Balloona X: Abit...


Formula: Talk to me, please.


Balloona X: Your suit...


Formula: It's OK. I can make another


Balloona X: But I should've listened...


Formula: It's alright *He softly kissed her, blowing a bit of air into her.* I can easily make it way, way stretchier, but for now... I have a balloon border collie to cheer up.


Balloona X: Awww... *They softly nuzzled noses as Formula continued inflating her.*


Pups: Awwww...


Skye: Formula does have some ideas to make his collie happy


Chase: Mmhm, very true.


Skye: It's always cute


Marshall: It is


Chase: Three cute couples with unique ideas. *the others looked at the nice pairs*


Rubble: Just nice


Zuma: Yep


Marshall: Little cold though now. Can I go warm up?


Rocky: You can hang around here with me


Marshall: Alright *Marshall joins with Rocky in the open sun as the mix was enjoying a frozen treat*


Rocky: Mmm... now this is how ya enjoy a day without getting wet.


All pups: Hehehehe


Skye: Your loss


Marshall: Hang on, I want to get a treat! *He went to get one, only to slip on the box, bringing Rocky along as both hit the side of the pool and went in.*


Rocky: Ew! This water is so wet! And cold as well, brr...


Marshall: Oops *they all shared a laugh as they enjoyed the time. A transition of the usual emblem showed the Turbots at the lighthouse*


Cap'n Turbot: Seal Island... good to be back.


Francois: *French accent* Well let's get this lens in the lighthouse *they went back to remove the blanket from the lens and were surprised to see a seagull on the opposite side*


Cap'n Turbot: Oh my word! That has got to be the most gigantic gull I've ever gazed at! *the seagull then moved to the right to reveal it was just normal* Oh...


Francois: *French accent* I think zis heat is getting to us. Let's get your lighthouse working so we can relax and cool off.


Cap'n Turbot: Yeah, good call cousin... *The two carried the lens off to the lighthouse to get it installed as the gull flew off to the water.* And there. That should do it


Francois: *French accent* Magnifique. Now we can rest, right?


Cap'n Turbot: Yea


Francois: *French accent* I'm just glad we got it done


Cap'n Turbot: Agreed. Hopefully the heatwave doesn't hamper those hyper pups for playtime and possible puffing scenarios.


Francois: *French accent* I'm sure they're having a good time. *a transition of Balloona's tag showed the pups enjoying time with a puffed Skye and Chase*


Skye: Hehe, now this is how ya beat the heat, huh Chasey?


Chase: Indeed Skye


Balloona X: Great idea to have one of you be a water balloon while the other is pumped full of the cool air from a spare pump Formula had. You sure you two will be alright though?


Skye: Of course we will.


Chase: I'm alright with it


Balloona X: Alright then


Zuma: You dudes are nice and cool and comfy either way!


Skye: Aww thanks


Rocky: Still amazed Skye went with the water route...


Chase: Yep


Skye: My belly can handle a lot more water, I've practiced! *She giggled, shaking her body as it sloshed.*


Chase: Just don't shake too much


Skye: It's fine, I just like doing it.


Chase: Ok then


Skye: Though I wouldn't mind being a water bed for the time being Chasey. Seems like a fun thing, hehehe


Chase: Remind me later to take you up on that offer.


Skye: Hehehehe *they all relaxed as they earned their time and fun together and beating the heat*


The End